Miguel Angel Sobrevilla Jr.

Music, a cry, poetry, anthropology, Chicano Latino studies. O' liberal arts and marketing management. I flaked (the combo was hard), but I will (o' aggressive affirmations) get on that saddle again doing it the dawg way. I don't orbit nada, this is Califas chica, I'm a stay at home husband type, now get to work. So I cried when Micheal Jackson died, like my parents did when Kennedy did. I was never one to iconize a human; I was to be the starter. Kirby Puckett, Carlton Fisk, Gary Carter, Benito Santiago, and that kid Ivan. Fighters: Sugar, Chavez, and that colorful kid, Camacho. I'm bowing out. I'm 37.